SSD: Hey, everyone! I'm back with the first chapter of "Harry Potter and the Rose of the Evan"! I thank all of you who have taken the time to read my rather long prologue, but it couldn't be helped.

Rose: I'm still amazed that you could cram thirty seven years into seven pages.

Draco: (snort) That's rich, especially since in "Sir Gawain and the Green Knight", a year passed in less than a page.

Rose: Excuse me if I have not read British literature other than my Wizarding texts.

Harry: Aunt Rose, you lived in the muggle world for fifteen years and didn't read any muggle books?

Rose: Umm, well, that is to say…

Remus: To think that bookworm Rose wouldn't read any muggle books she could get her hands on…

Rose: I think you are confusing me with Lily, Remus. That's not like you.

Remus: No, I recall that you were a bookworm in our school days.

SSD: Okay, okay, enough with the lovers' spat! I have a story to write.

Lucius: Well, well, what do we have here? Rose Evans.

Rose: Oh no, not you. Don't you have anything better to do than pester me?

Draco: (mutters) Glad I'm not like that.

Harry: (chokes on laughter)

SSD: Lucius, I did not invite you here, now leave.

Lucius: I do not have to listen to a mudblood such as you.

SSD: --× What. Did. You. Call. Me?

Lucius: (sneer) A mudblood, what else could you be?

(in the distance, Mt. St. Helen's could be seen erupting.

SSD: (snaps) DIE, BASTARD!

(Ryoko is unleashed. Be afraid, be very afraid)

Draco: Now you've done it, father, you went and pissed SSD off! Evacuate the studio!

(everyone besides Lucius quickly runs away)

Ryoko: Oh, Lucy, it's time you learn a lesson. :

(This portion has been censored due to the violence involved.)

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Chapter 1: Meet Your New Professor

Dumbledore looked over his half moon shaped spectacles at the latest applicant for the DADA position. He remembered Rose Evans, and her threat. Needless to say, he was fearful for his life. The old wizard knew that if she was allowed to speak to Harry, she would exact her revenge. But if he didn't hire her—especially with her credentials—she would know something was up. It was a lose-lose situation.

"Welcome back to Hogwarts, Professor Evans."

Rose smirked in victory and shook his hand that he held out. "It will be good to walk these halls again; and to finally see my nephew, of course."

Dumbledore mentally winced at that statement. He pondered briefly on why she didn't get into Slytherin.

"Also, you wouldn't mind if I brought my son along, do you?"

Dumbledore blinked at that. "I wasn't aware that you had a son. Who is the father?"

Rose glared at him. "Do not involve yourself in my personal life, Albus. My son's father will make himself known in time."

The old headmaster's eyes twinkled merrily. "I will have Severus prepare a batch of Wolfsbane, shall I?"

A rapier was soon pointed at his throat. "Shin is not a werewolf, that curse is not hereditary contrary to what the Ministry believes. Also, I wouldn't trust Snappy as far as I could throw him. And believe me when I say I can throw him pretty damn far."

She sheathed her rapier, stormed to the fire place, grabbed a pinch of Floo powder and yelled "Evan Night Manor!" Dumbledore discretely rubbed his neck where Rose had nicked him. Hmm, I wonder if Remus is aware that he has a son, Shin, was it? Perhaps I should tell him the good news that Rose is back at Hogwarts.

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Rose landed roughly in the fireplace at her manor in Japan. Her job as a muggle psychologist had led her here. There was plenty of work in consoling teens on suicidal tracks.

"Kaa-san! Kaa-san! You're back!" A small boy of about five years gleefully yelled as he ran up to Rose. He had dusty blond hair, adorable marshmallow cheeks, and the same dark green eyes as Rose.

"There's my little Shin! How was your day?" Rose asked as she swept her son into her arms.

"Mannen, Hajime, and me found a demon larva seed! But Hayate stopped us before we could contain it ourselves." Shin's lower lip pouted outward cutely.

"It's alright, I'm sure you'll get the next one. Now, Shin, I need to ask you something."

"What is it, Kaa-san?"

"I just got a job offer in England as a Defense teacher, do you want to come with me?"

"Do I have to leave the Leafe Knights?"

Rose comfortingly stroked Shin's hair. "Iya, chibi-chan. You won't have to leave the Leafe Knights. You will still be able to fight demon larva. I just hoped that you would come with me."

"Of course I'll go, Kaa-san! I'd never leave you!"

The dark haired warrior smiled and set her son down. "Then you had best get packing. Oh, and remember to speak English."

"Okay—I mean okay Mama." Shin then ran up the stairwell to his room.

Rose sighed and opened the gold locket Remus had given her before she left for Japan close to six years ago. She still had no idea on how he found her, but he did. She remembered that it had cost him a lot to get this to her, from what he told her. But, Rose thought it was sweet and wore it everyday since. It held a picture of him inside, a wizarding one to be more specific. Picture-Remus looked up at her, smiled brilliantly and blew her a kiss. Rose smiled and closed it as Shin used several vines to bring down his suitcase.

"I'm ready, Mama. When're we going?"

"In a moment, Shin-chan," Rose pulled out her dark brown wand from its holster up her sleeve. Upon flicking it three times, all her luggage appeared in front of her. Another swish of the wand and their luggage was shrunken to a more manageable size. She handed a small jar full of a grey powder to her son. "Take just a pinch of this, throw it into the fire and wait until the flames turn green. After that, step in and shout 'Hogwarts Headmaster's Office" as clearly as possible. Don't worry, I'll be right behind you."

Shin nodded and followed his mother's instructions. He came out of a large fireplace covered head to toe in soot. Behind a large desk covered in sheets of a strange yellow paper was an old man with a long silver beard. The old man looked over his half moon shaped spectacles in shock then recognition. He smiled benignly and stood up to help Shin to stand.

"So, you must be Rose's son Shin, am I correct?"

"Yes, sir. Do you know my mother?"

"He should remember me as I was just here less than twenty minutes ago," Rose's voice came from behind Shin.

The blond haired boy whirled around and launched himself into Rose's arms. "Mama!"

"Calm down, Shin, I wasn't gone that long. Now, I want to introduce you to my boss, Professor Dumbledore."

"Please, just call me Albus, child," Dumbledore said as his eyes twinkled as usual. "I must say, Rose, he certainly does resemble his father."

"Mama tells me I'm looking more and more like Papa everyday!" Shin exclaimed cutely as he tugged on Dumbledore's long beard.

"I see that. Now, Rose, I'm sure you remember where the old DADA room was."

Rose nodded an affirmative. "I do, come along, Shin."

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Harry Potter sighed in relief. Only two more days until the Order came and got him. And it was one more summer until he was free of the Dursleys forever. This had been the best summer so far, even though he still had to do a few chores. Right now he was cleaning out the attic. Attempting to lift one of the boxes, Harry tripped backwards on an old tennis racket. The box flew over his head, out of his weak grasp, and landed on its side. Several old photo albums spilled out.

Curiosity lit his emerald eyes as he reached out to flip on over that had fallen open. His eyes widened as he saw a picture of Remus Lupin, one of his father's best friends, kissing a girl with raven hair and dark green eyes under a sprig of mistletoe. His father was in the background and seemed to be wolf-whistling as Harry's mother stood by him and appeared to be rolling her eyes but was also smiling. Harry then caught sight of a bit of flowing script at the bottom of the picture.

Remus Lupin and Rose Evans, First Kiss, Christmas Eve of '77. Photographer, Sirius Orion Black.

"Rose Evans? I have another aunt?" The Boy-Who-Lived whispered in astonishment.

"Boy! You better be doing your chores!" The shrill voice of his Aunt Petunia resounded up the ladder.

"I am! I am!"

Harry quickly flicked through the photo album and saw that it was all pictures of Remus and that Rose girl. The pictures stopped at their graduation from Hogwarts. It made him wonder if his other aunt had died in a Death Eater raid or something. He didn't want to ask Remus about this because if Rose was dead, it might open up old wounds—especially since he and Rose had seemed close. But he also doubted that Petunia would talk about her since Rose was a witch. He would ask Remus when he came to pick him up in two days. Until then, he would try to glean any information he could about this new aunt from the pictures.

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It was a bust. The moment Harry brought up Rose, Remus had closed up and retreated to his room in Grimmauld Place. This really irritated the lightning scarred teen. He had asked Tonks, Moody, even Kingsley and nobody would tell him anything! Hermione sat beside him as he vented his frustration and confusion.

"How can you be so sure that she really is related to your month?"

"It said 'Rose Evans' with my mother in the background. Bloody hell, Hermione, there was even a picture of her with my mother and Petunia when they were kids! She has or had to have been my aunt. There's no other possible explanation."

"Ever think about asking Dumbledore?" The Gryffindor-Who-Should-Have-Been-A-Ravenclaw suggested.

Harry smacked himself in the forehead. "Why didn't I think of that in the first place?"

"Think of what, Harry?" A certain wise old voice asked from the doorway.

Harry jumped and turned around. "Professor! What are you doing here?"

Dumbledore smiled as his eyes twinkled merrily. "I came to see you, of course, my boy. Plus, I know someone you would like to meet very much."

Harry followed his headmaster; curious as to who he would meet. Dumbledore opened the doors to the Order meeting room. Inside was the entire Order along with a woman in her late thirties with a small boy sitting in her lap. She was the spitting image of the girl in the photos only older.

"Harry, I would like you to meet your aunt and cousin, Rose and Shin."

Shin leapt out of his mother's lap and ran up to Harry. His forest green eyes were alight with curiosity as he inspected his new cousin. "Hello, I'm Shin Evans, it's nice to meet you!" The child then smiled so sweetly that all the women in the room went "Awww".

"I'm Harry Potter, it's good to meet you also, Shin." Harry said awkwardly, unused to a cousin who was actually a good kid.

Rose stood and walked over to Harry. She placed her hands on his shoulders and examined his face. She nudged him to spin in place as she examined the rest of him. Harry was startled when his new aunt began to growl.

"Dumbledore, you promised me that Harry would be well cared for. You know what I said I'd do if you went back on that promise." An aura of darkness seemed to pool around her as she glared at the Headmaster.

Harry was even more shocked when his Headmaster seemed to actually have fear in his eyes. Dumbledore gulped and began to back against the wall. Rose had a rapier in her hand and Shin stood behind her acting as if this was an everyday occurrence. She raised it to point at Dumbledore throat.

"Rose, that's enough," Remus's soft voice broke the shocked silence.

Rose glared more forcefully at her old Headmaster. "You're lucky that Remus was here and that Harry seems to be healthy now." She sheathed her rapier and returned to stand by her nephew. "You look so much like James it's scary. Hopefully you didn't inherit his mischievous side as well."

Snape sneered. "Potter's a spoiled brat acting as if he owns Hogwarts and strutting about the place much like his father."

SHING

Rose's rapier was again unsheathed. "Do not disrespect the dead, Snappy, it is dishonorable. Not that you had much honor to begin with as you sold your very soul to Voldemort in exchange for power."

"Mama, can I use my powers here?" Shin asked quietly while he pouted at Snape.

Rose saw the pout directed at the greasy haired potions professor and smirked. "Be my guest, Shin-chan. You won't be made fun of here, after all."

Shin giggled and clapped happily. Suddenly, vines sprouted from the wooden floor and wrapped themselves around Snape. Harry and the others stared at the little boy in shock. Snape was about to scream about brats when a vine wrapped over his mouth and acted as a gag.

Rose appraised her son's handiwork. "Good job, Shin, you're getting better at control."

"Thank you, mama."

"Ahem." All attention turned to Dumbledore. "There is also something else I would like to announce. Rose is going to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

"What!" was Harry's typical response.

"I'm going to be a professor at Hogwarts this year. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?" Rose asked.

"No, of course not! This means that I can ask you loads of stuff about you and my parents!" A giddy light was shining in Harry's eyes not unlike Dumbledore's normal twinkle.

Rose smiled in relief. "Good. I can't wait for your questions."

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Rose settled Shin into his temporary room in Grimmauld Place. She kissed him lightly on his forehead and walked out of the room, shutting the door softly on her way out. Remus stood in the hall, waiting for her.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant? Is he—?"

"Yes, Shin is your son and I didn't tell you because I didn't know. I missed you, Remus, looking at Shin made me feel as if you were there too."

Remus closed the distance between them and pulled her into his embrace. "I missed you as well, love."

He tilted Rose's head up so that they were looking into each other's eyes. Slowly, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers. Rose's eyelids fluttered closed and she leaned up, returning the kiss.

Walking up the stairs from the kitchen with a glass of water in hand, Harry stumbled across the scene of his newly discovered aunt and Remus snogging in the middle of the hallway. He smiled, glad that Remus had someone who wasn't afraid of his lycanthropy. The boy-who-lived slipped through the shadows to his own room and left the reunited couple to their business.

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SSD: Longer than the prologue, so that's a good sign, right?

Rose: Excellent job with the romance. I thought you weren't good at that kind of stuff.

Remus: (wraps his arms around Rose) She isn't, but she is allowed to make exceptions.

Harry: I think I'm going to be sick from all the lovey-dovey stuff going on. Excuse me while I go throw up. (heads to the restroom)

Draco: (looks slightly green) I think I'll join Potter. (follows Harry)

SSD: You two will get your fair share of romance, you can be sure of that!

Remus: They're still kids, they'll get used to it.

SSD: (glares) They're only a year younger than me, does that make me a kid too?

Remus: (gulp)

Rose: He means that by Wizarding law, you are an adult. Those to are still minors.

SSD: Good, I would have been mad should he have been calling me a kid. Anyway, time to end this. See ya all next chapter! And please review, guys.

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